Chapter 700 Is the Next Stop Heaven?



Returning to the starting place, Wang Yan decided to use his last bit of stubbornness to prove everything.

“I will definitely pass this time!”

He dragged his girlfriend back the same way, squeezing out all his strength and running desperately.

Zhang Jingjiu was sitting at the entrance of the hotel, holding his mobile phone and learning about the self-cultivation of actors, when he suddenly heard footsteps.

Slowly looking up, he saw Wang Yan and his girlfriend running past him again, looking even more miserable.

"It seems that they are really enjoying the process of visiting the haunted house. Screaming and running are the best ways to vent. Maybe this is the meaning of the existence of the haunted house." Zhang Jingjiu had his own insights. He understood that his profession was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but also had special and deep value.

Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran all the way back to Liwan Private Hospital. With the idea of ​​burning their boats and dying if they failed, they rushed in directly.

The door of the ward was half open, and the patients holding medical records also noticed the two familiar figures. They were also surprised at Wang Yan's courage, but after the surprise, more and more patients walked out of the ward.

By scaring tourists, ghosts can get the negative emotions they want from tourists. More importantly, scaring people itself is a very interesting thing.

"Don't look back! If you hesitate, you will be crushed to pieces!"

Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran down the stairs to the third underground floor.

"The end of the hospital should be here." Wang Yan grabbed his girlfriend and ran wildly in the corridor. After passing a room painted red, they suddenly felt that all the footsteps behind them disappeared.

Originally they were being chased by patients in the hospital, but the other party suddenly gave up after chasing them for a while.

"What happened?" Wang Yan knew the employees in this haunted house too well. Once you provoke them, they will not stop until you faint from scare. This is the second time he has entered the hospital. After repeated provocations, the other party will never let him leave easily.

"The employees of the haunted house are not that kind. If they didn't chase us, it only means that there are things more terrifying than them ahead!"

Wang Yan thought it through very thoroughly, but unfortunately there was no turning back now.

The deepest rooms on the third underground floor of the hospital seemed to be forbidden places. There was deathly silence, and even the background music in the haunted house disappeared.

"Wang Yan..."

"Don't talk." Wang Yan hadn't found the entrance to the morgue yet. He always felt something was wrong. When he looked back, he discovered that the red-painted door he had just passed had opened by itself.

"Is there someone inside?" After running all the way, Wang Yan's brain was lacking in oxygen, and he even started to see double.

All the ward doors were white, except for that door which was deliberately painted red, as if to remind the surrounding tourists and actors not to approach.

The atmosphere became extremely depressing. Wang Yan was anxiously looking for the entrance to the morgue. He knew that he didn't have much time left.

He opened door after door, but couldn't find the morgue.

A faint smell of blood gradually filled the air, and Wang Yan heard footsteps behind him, like the sound of high heels!

The heels stepped on the ground, but it seemed as if they were stepping on his heart. The hairs on his body stood up and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Wang Yan's girlfriend was in an even worse condition. She had no strength in her legs and had to be dragged forward by Wang Yan.

"What on earth is hidden in that room? Even when I was chased by a group of employees before, I have never been so scared! I feel my body shaking instinctively, and every cell in my body is urging me to escape."

The sound of high heels was getting closer and closer. The suffocating feeling was too much for Wang Yan and his girlfriend to bear. They finally decided to find a room to hide.

“This way!”

Wang Yan dragged his girlfriend into the ward next door. They both covered their mouths tightly, fearing that any noise would attract each other's attention.

The footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the room where they were hiding.

She's right outside the door!

Wang Yan and his girlfriend's eyes were filled with fear; they had no way to escape.

His heart was pounding, Wang Yan gripped the door handle tightly with both hands and pressed his body against the door panel. He would not open the door today no matter what!

The handle on the outside of the door was turned by someone, but because Wang Yan held the handle on the inside of the door tightly and used his body to hold the door against him, the other party did not open the door.

After a while, the person outside the door seemed to lose his patience. The sound of high heels was heard in the corridor again, and the person seemed to be walking away.

"We're saved." Wang Yan looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, his whole body soaked with sweat: "Let's get out..."

Before he could finish, the sound of high heels hitting the ground was heard again.

After passing through one ward after another, it finally stopped outside the ward where Wang Yan was.

Wang Yan and his girlfriend were both very nervous. No one knew what would happen next. All they could do was wait quietly.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute...

Two minutes passed and there was still no movement outside the door. The footsteps stopped outside the door and never sounded again.

"Did that guy leave? Or did he stay outside the door?" Wang Yan lay on the ground and looked outside through the crack in the door.

A strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, and he saw a pair of blood-red high-heeled shoes standing outside the door!

The tip of the shoe was facing the door, and drops of blood were sliding down the edge of the shoe.

Wang Yan saw with his own eyes that a drop of blood flowed down the shoe surface and then dripped onto the ground.

"It's not paint! It's real blood!"

Wang Yan studied forensic medicine. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"These high heels are dyed red with real blood!"

His pupils were fixed on the high heels, and another drop of blood fell from the shoe surface. When the blood drop was about to touch the ground, Wang Yan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if the drop of blood did not fall on the ground, but fell on his neck.

"Is it leaking?" He subconsciously raised his head and saw half of a woman's body sticking out from the window above the door frame into the house, staring at them!

The bandages fell apart, the flesh and blood were blurred, curses and resentment were intertwined in the body, and the woman in red reached out to grab Wang Yan.

His mind was empty and his eyes were completely occupied by the woman's face. Wang Yan slowly loosened his grip on the door and fell backwards.

All the beautiful memories flashed through his mind, and Wang Yan seemed to see heaven in a trance.

Zhang Jingjiu watched Wang Yan and his girlfriend run away, and after expressing his feelings, he began to hone his acting skills again.

He was talking to the empty table in a very emotional voice, so absorbed in the conversation that he did not notice a thin figure hiding on the left side of the hotel door.

"There is a rumor that this haunted house became so popular because the actors inside are real ghosts. Today is a good opportunity for me to verify it." Li Changyin lowered his head, with a dangerous light in his eyes.


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